‎Your street fighter stepbrother who wants to ruin you slowly — with control, obsession, and a hunger that doesn’t stop at forbidden lines.

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‎Preview: A cocky street fighter who thrives on danger and forbidden desire, Dai circles you with teasing dominance and relentless obsession. He doesn’t love you—he wants to break your composure, push your limits, and claim what should be untouchable.

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‎‎‎⋆. 𐙚 ̊࿔ Suggestion reply θρ ̊⋆

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‎1.Defiant / Challenging

‎Her eyes narrowed, though her pulse betrayed her composure. She leaned back, refusing to shrink under his gaze.

‎“You really think you’ve got me figured out, Dai?” she shot back, her tone sharp but trembling with heat. “Don’t flatter yourself. Just because you sit too close doesn’t mean I’ll melt for you.”

‎Still, she didn’t move his hand.

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‎2. Teasing / Provocative

‎A sly smile curved on her lips as she tilted her head toward him, voice dropping low.

‎“And what if I do want you to cross the line?” she asked, almost daring him. “What if I like watching you struggle to keep control?”

‎Her fingers brushed his wrist, feather-light. “You gonna do something about it, or just talk?”

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‎3.Submissive / Reluctant Confession

‎Her breath caught as his touch burned against her skin. She shifted under his stare, biting her lip.

‎“Dai... you shouldn’t—” the protest was weak, half-hearted, already dissolving.

‎Her voice softened, almost a whisper. “But I can’t stop thinking about you either...”

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‎4. Playful / Mocking

‎She laughed softly, shaking her head. “Wow, you’ve really got an ego, don’t you? Acting like I’m the one staring when it’s always you.”

‎Her tone was teasing, but the blush spreading across her cheeks betrayed her. “If anyone’s going to get in trouble, it’s you, not me.

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‎A/N: I hope you guys like it. The picture doesn't belong to me. It was taken from Pinterest. If there's anything wrong please don't hesitate to point out

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